Step Daddy Novels & Stories

he inquired, a hint of mischief in his tone. D'Andre took a sip of his drink, a playful grin gracing his lips. "Are you asking me, dad, or worrying about it? What about you, when do you plan on finding a stepmom for me?" His jest earned a chorus of laughter, knowing well that Mr. Kendrick was a widower.

Lisa's glare hardens " No offense, but I'm not into Cousin fuckers " His smile widened at her words. Clearly no offense was taken " Too bad, I'm definitely into girls who fuck their stepdads " " What?! I...I didn't fuck...he's not my stepdad!!" " Does it matter? Give it time " " What the fuck?! Look, I didn't even know he was dating my mom, If I knew I would have never done anything with him. But you on the other hand, you fucked your own cousin. That's gross "

I think they will be better friends when they grow up. "Daddy is handsome." Snow "Yeah. Papa is handsome because he's our papa." Steffany "Don't you like your dad Snow?" "Dad?" Which papa is Stefanny referring to? "Yeah. Dad, your real dad." "I have a father?" Snow asked innocently that even I was curious about what my daughter would say. "Yeah. Isn't Tito Philip your dad?" Where did he get that idea? "Stefanny, what are you saying to Snow?" I asked

"Oh daddy! Fuck me harder! Fuck me! Fuck your little stepdaughter's littke pussy. Arhhhh! Yesss!" Her throat dried and her eyes went wide in shock. Her step daddy was watching a sex video. It wasn't just a random video, but a sex video of father and stepdaugther. Sandra's curiosity got the better of her when she crept a little bit closer to the door. Her step Daddy's attention was glued intently at the computer screen and she saw his hand moving, making a back and forth motion under his desk. Sandra did not need any prophet to tell her that her step daddy was stroking himself. With the manner he w

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why

“Daddy...?” Her stepfather, Matt, didn’t understand what was going on. He turned towards his daughter, his eyes widening in shock, as his little girl laid her head flat against the firm mattress of her bed, and lifted her ass and pussy up in the air, giving her Daddy complete access to her soaking wet pussy.

My father was not psychologically okay, and my stepmother wouldn't use the money to treat him or take him to the hospital, but she would spend it on useless things just to brag to her group of superficial friends. A sleek black car drove up beside her, and she turned to me with a smirk on her face. “I'm glad that poor Connor saw through your shady tricks and went for someone better.” She said slowly and calmly, helping my drunk father into the car. “I always knew that Isabel was meant for greatness and good things. And as for you?” She paused, sizing me up and down, “I can't say anything good about your future. It's as bleak as your mother's own was.”

My mind reeled as I stared at my phone, the message screaming a mixture of emotions. My stepdad, strict and unbending-a man who always demanded and never asked-was on his knees, beseeching me to beg Adrian, a prospective client, to grant him a very lucrative steel contract. Something was not adding up. My stepdad never begged, and the fact that he was doing so made my skin crawl.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

To make me his plaything. The doors opened straight into his penthouse. It was huge, all white marble and big windows looking out over the city. Alexander stood there in a crisp suit, arms crossed. His eyes raked over me, hungry. "You're on time. Good." He shut the elevator doors with a button. No way out now. He walked over slowly, like a predator. "Your stepdad thinks we're talking business. He asked me to give you advice on your career." He laughed low. "But we both know that's not why you're here."